Sister Han is good at farming

"I'm so hungry! Daya, you should know that I haven't had a full meal for a month!"

Ruan Wantie said pitifully.

"You haven't had a full meal for a month, but we haven't had a full meal at all? We're not hungry? If you didn't gamble, would our family have ended up like this?

I finally caught a pheasant and was going to exchange it for some coarse grains. But you roasted it and ate it? You are the only one in the family who is hungry, right?

Since you know you're hungry, why don't you go find food yourself? Listen, from today on, except for mom and my younger brother, everyone else has to go up the mountain to find food. Anyone who dares to cheat will be chopped off first! Did you hear me?"

Ruan Qingqing waved the knife in her hand.

"All you do is scare people with knives all day long. Do you really think we were brought up by being scared?" Ruan Shiping said with disdain, shaking his legs.

"Swish"

A flash of light passed by.

"Shi Ping!"

"Da Ya!"

Ruan Wantie and Wang cried out in fear.

Ruan Shiping was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with his hands and legs weak.

The kitchen knife was stuck between the soles of his feet.

Ruan Shiping pointed at the kitchen knife, the handle of which was buried an inch deep, and screamed, "You want to kill me?"

Ruan Qingqing snorted coldly, "If I really want to kill you, why would you scream like a ghost? Get up quickly and go to the mountain after dinner. If you dare to nag again, I won't kill you, but I have plenty of ways to chop off your arms and legs without anyone noticing!"

She shook the handle of the knife on the ground left and right and pulled it out easily. After blowing away the dust on it, she put it on her waist, turned around, and went to prepare breakfast.

Seeing that it was a false alarm, Wang patted her chest, cursed, and went back to work.

Ruan Wantie couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead several times.

"Why do you have to compete with that evil spirit? Not to mention your brother, if she gets mad, she will chop off even a father like me! Get up! Don't let that evil spirit come back to trouble us again."

Because of the revolutionary friendship between Ruan Wantie and his eldest son, who had stolen and roasted pheasants together in the middle of the night, he automatically tied himself to his eldest son.

"Dad, my legs are weak!"

Ruan Shiping said with a sad face.

"You deserve it! I told you to never mess with that evil god again?"

Although Ruan Wantie was cursing, he reached out and helped his eldest son up.

With this knife strike in the early morning, Ruan Qingqing became famous.

The nickname of the God of Evil was even circulated among the father and son, Ruan Wantie and Ruan Shiping.

After dinner, Ruan Qingqing took Ruan Wantie and others to the mountains to look for wild vegetables and mushrooms.

After that scene in the early morning, everyone behaved themselves and asked for permission to pick and eat what they wanted, without saying a word.

Ruan Lanlan was even worse. When she saw Ruan Qingqing walking a few steps towards her, her whole body began to tremble.

Ruan Qingqing didn't bother to care about this. The most important thing now was to find food and fill her stomach.

I drank vegetable soup for a few days, but it didn’t make me full at all.

After a few sloshes in my stomach, I quickly became hungry.

Ruan Qingqing thought that drinking vegetable soup alone would not be enough, and she had to find some food to fill her stomach.

But what wild game can I find to fill my stomach this spring?

She thought of konjac.

This thing is a semi-shade plant that likes warmth and avoids high temperature; it likes fertilizer and fears drought and strong winds. It grows well in sandy loam with good water and rich in organic matter, so it is suitable for growing in humid environments such as valleys, gullies, under forests or on the edge of forests.

Although it matures after the autumn frost, it is also possible to dig it in early spring.

Her efforts paid off, and she saw some withered konjac plants in the ravine. She used a hatchet and a kitchen knife to dig for a long time before she finally dug out one. However, it was large in size, so digging three or five should be enough for the whole family to eat for a day.

When Ruan Wantie heard Ruan Qingqing say that the mud lump with sprouts in front of him could be eaten and could fill the stomach, he couldn't believe it at all.

His daughter was so hungry that she was going crazy. She dug up everything to eat and was not afraid of being poisoned to death.

But considering Ruan Qingqing's terrifying fighting power, he had to swallow his resistance silently.

"Dad, dig five more konjacs around here. I'll go to the woods ahead to see if I can catch another pheasant."

Ruan Qingqing gave him some instructions and left with the backpack on her back.

Ruan Qingqing and his party did not go down the mountain until the sun was setting in the sky.

Everyone had some blood on their bodies, but the harvest was quite gratifying.

Ruan Lanlan carried a basket of mushrooms and fungus, Ruan Shiping carried a basket of fresh wild vegetables, Ruan Wantie carried a basket of konjac, and Ruan Qingqing carried two pheasants.

Except for Ruan Lanlan's backpack which was a proper backpack, the backpacks carried by Ruan Shiping and Ruan Van Tie were all woven by them using vines and straw cut on the mountains.

Ruan Qingqing planned to sell the wood ear, mushrooms and pheasant in town, and keep the konjac and wild vegetables for her own consumption.

Konjac is poisonous and needs to be processed.

She picked some larger tree leaves along the way to use as pads for her hands when peeling the konjac.

No way, there are no gloves here.

Konjac contains calcium oxalate needles, which are irritating to the skin and mucous membranes. If you touch it with your bare hands, your hands will itch unbearably.

Ruan Wantie saw his daughter washing the mud, peeling it with leaves, and digging out the ashes from the stove hole and mixing it with water...

His heart was trembling with fear.

After seeing her pour the ash water from the stove into the chopped mud, stirring it a little and then putting it into the pot to cook, he could no longer bear it and ran to the old house.

He ran and howled, "Dad! Mom! Please save us! We are so hungry that we have to eat lumps of mud mixed with stove ash."

As the people in the old house picked up their bowls of rice, they heard Ruan Wantie wailing as if his parents had died and banging on the door outside.

Everyone at the table looked at each other in bewilderment; it was impossible to eat the meal in peace.

Ruan Wanjin sighed and said to Mr. Ruan and Mrs. Ruan, "Dad, Mom, I'll go take a look!"

"Boss, go and take a look at what the fourth brother is up to!" Veins popped out on Old Man Ruan's forehead.

Having such a troublesome son, my life will be shortened by at least ten years.

"I understand, Dad. I'll ask carefully." Ruan Wanjin hurriedly got up and went to the yard to open the door.

When Ruan Wantie saw the door open, he rushed in and Ruan Wanjin was too late to stop him.

He knelt down in front of the gate, crying, "Mom and Dad, please save us! We are so hungry that we have to eat mud mixed with stove ash."

Old Master Ruan's face darkened. "We made it clear when we separated our family. We will each live our own lives and have no contact with each other until we die. If you have the ability to gamble, go and gamble away huge wealth for your little family. We will never take advantage of you!"

"Dad! I know I was wrong, I will never gamble again! Please lend me some food! Since the separation, the children and Chunya have never had enough to eat, and today Daya was so hungry that she had to eat lumps of mud mixed with stove ash. I will stay at home and farm honestly in the future, and return it to you as soon as possible."

Ruan Wantie no longer cared about his backbone, dignity, or face.

At home, he was afraid of Ruan Qingqing's knife and did not dare to object.

I can only ask my parents for help, and wait for them to bring back food. I believe Daya will not cook that disgusting pot of food again.

"No, you are a rich man who makes a lot of money from gambling. You should not let the food grown by us peasants who work hard in the fields pollute your eyes!"

Mr. Ruan said with a look of sarcasm on his face.

"Dad, I know I was wrong! I was a jerk before and made you sad!"